“You need to get hard for this to work, you know?” she said in sultry tones, slowly stroking his flaccid manhood. “Maybe if you show me your tit...,” he blurted out before he could think better of it. She rolled her eyes and then said, “Oh, what the hell.” She released his cock, and in one quick motion, pulled her top over her head. As he’d surmised earlier, she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her tits were a little pendulous, but big, and incredible. More importantly, they were real, and not images on a. He had noticed the thong she wore had strings that held it together and he reached out and pulled the bows on either side and dropped the front of the thong to expose her pussy. Lay back on the rug, he told her. She didnt hesitate to follow his command and lay back with her legs slightly spread. When she felt his fingers gently spreading the lips of her pussy to touch her clit, her ass came off the rug. Ohhhhhh, she moaned loudly. My clit is so sensitive right now. He laughed as he took the. I'm feeling a little bit like the fly being invited into the spider's parlor. I was hoping you would join me downstairs. I'm not going to regret coming up to your room am I?"Jake gave her plenty of space as he escorted her up the hall. "You may regret accepting my invitation to come upstairs, but I promise it won't be because of anyone hitting on you." Jake used the keycard he picked up on his way out to let them both back into the suite."Excuse me, everyone. This is Miss Denise Trudeau. She's. ”He stands back to watch her chop up replacement garlic, her brown round bootie perfectly framed by a black drawstring and apron edges. “Look at that… my goodness.” His eyes take it all in.“What?”“You, that’s what, no way I can resist. Don’t let me interrupt you. I just have to sneak a little taste of a legit gourmet meal.” He kneels behind her and makes sweet love to her ass taking her cheeks into his mouth, licking her, sighing deeply with each delicious taste. He swivels through her spread.